It's my choice.
Tears falling down my face.
From all this shameful, brutal, disgrace
Just let my life be flawless and free
Without any bumps, Smooth, you see.
The tears turn into blood, flowing down my arm
This special sharp object, My friend, my good luck charm
The tears and blood compete who wins first?
Balling eyes to dehydration.. Or bloody arms with a vein about to burst.
one pain, one slice.. two pains. two slice.
It's like a game. while i am rolling the dice
One chance, the wrong one could cause me to lose.
Lose everything.
So which pain will i choose..Natural or artificial..?
Its all my choice.
Author notes
Just a poem.. :S worked a little hard on the first part.. not hard at all on the second part
Written November 9th, 2004
What did you think
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ExCeLLeNt
Hey Becca..long time no talk..LoL.. But umm.. this was quite good actually.. i really liked it.. it has alot of emotion.. lol.. love ya lotz.. xox Tiffanie -
wow great write i liked it a lot
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Great...I really liked it..it had a great flow..and the emotion in it was BEAUTIFUL..I really enjoyed it..it was also really sad which is okay though cause i can relate with those the most..good job..
Keep it coming from the heart..
Haleigh -
wonderful!
I really really like it! it's so sad, but so true for so many people!
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